Welcome to the Christian world, Baby Trisha! She is the sister of Mischa’s current BFF, and also part of a friend’s family and our neighbor, too. x
Because Mischa is fast approaching the crucial tweens and eventually the teenager years, I would like to keep tabs on her friends haha, and I like it when I know the parents of who she hangs out with. And I am happy that we’ve known them since their preschool days, and that we get to keep this friendship even though we don’t see them that often.
Congratulations to our big baby girl for receiving the Sacrament of the Eucharist! I love how pretty the first communicants were!
I may not be the preachy type because I totally believe that holding your faith close to you and treating others well, but I do hope, anak, that you truly live the Christian life. Be the best daughter for the Holy Father, and you will go a long way. Never treat others badly for they are part of who you are, no matter how terrible they may treat you sometimes.
On the day we received some really bad news, and we were luckily in the vicinity of Antipolo City to bring Ma and Dad to one of their regular acupuncture sessions, what better way to while away the time than to praise and beg for indulgence. So off we went to the Antipolo Church, abode of the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage. We lit candles for the intention of our special friend who at the time was battling for her life. While we knew the Lord heard us, through Our Lady’s intercession, He has better plans for her, her family and our friends.
And since we were already there, we again asked for the cover of His protection every time we travel.
Today, we go on vacation that isn’t the beach or Tagaytay, or our hometowns. Hooray! It’s also the first time the husband drove that long. I would have traded seats with him but I haven’t got the hang of driving the new car so it’s just him.
The first order of the day was a spur of the moment, but totally worth it visit to Our Lady of Manaoag. Wouldn’t pass up the chance to pay our respects and say our prayers. I know that many other religions or cults have bashed Catholics for praying in front of statues of the Blessed Virgin Mary or saints. We don’t actually pay homage to the physical things, but we believe deep in our hearts that we can pray anywhere with or without the representations in front of us. We believe in their intercession, and I for one, believe in living Christ’s teachings and emulating the godly life of saints. Ours is more of faith rather than literal interpretation of what is written in books.
Meet Odrine, my newest godchild. Kris and I are kumares twice over (she’s also Maxine’s godmother). Such a cutie, but her eyebrows seem to be knitted together most of the time hehe. I hope you don’t grow up kunsumido all the time. I missed carrying a baby this small.
This post is so late as this happened on the first Saturday of February. Anyhow, gosh, I am officially a wedding sponsor material. Gone are my bridesmaids days. Sheesh. This makes me feel old more than anything.
But still, I am honored because these two “kids” were my juniors at work before, and I would like to think that I have imparted something good to them and their relationship. I was even more touched that out of their five ninangs, I was chosen to deliver the inspirational message.
So best wishes, my first inaanaks! I will always be here for you.
The Pope Francis fever gripped the Philippines during the last weekend. The minute the smiling, energetic and charismatic leader of the Roman Catholic Church decided to come to typhoon-ravaged Philippines, the government and the Church mounted massive preparations for his “apostolic” journey to the country. All came into fruition when millions of Filipino devotees flocked to the streets of Metro Manila to catch a glimpse of him, in the process catching the blessings of the vicar of Jesus Christ.
I was not as fortunate as I was twenty years, when, as a fifteen year old, I was sent as a delegate of the World Youth Day in the presence of then Pope John Paul II. Young as I was, but raised as a practicing Catholic both at home and in school, I was mesmerized by the presence of this father figure. That less than 5-second, 1-meter encounter as his popemobile passed by my spot in front of Baclaran Church gave me an indescribable feeling that I could only assume as awe. Too bad I wasn’t able to capture that moment for smartphones were yet to make their appearance in every hand and pocket. Looking back though, I could say that I am glad because I got to see him in person, not just on the screen on a phone, which was what happened during Pope Francis’ visit over the weekend.
Now, twenty years after that papal visit, I am older and hopefully wiser. Despite the desire to see him, the husband and I chose to stay with the kids at home and follow his visit on TV for four days. I still got that feeling of excitement and enchantment despite looking at the Pope on an LCD screen instead of in person. Both popes exude that aura of holiness, like it was Christ himself you are looking at, and it was like a personal encounter. It gives you renewed hope, and his words provide you fuel and strength. I, along with millions of believers, am beyond elated that His Holiness chose to visit and be with Filipinos. His words are simple yet profound and powerful. He was not at all preachy, which made it easy to listen to him with your heart open.
Maybe I’ll see him in person next time. In Manila or if God permits, at the Vatican. I had crossed off the Holy Land from my bucket list, maybe I’ll get lucky again.